Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ A Matter Of Choice ❯ Transitions ( Chapter 7 )

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A quick interlude by our narrator prior to being revealed.

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Transitions

And so Demetriov had come out from the cloud that had surrounded him since his change, and changed he was. He would never again be the gentle man before Avéa had come into his life, though he was a long way from the monster he has become. The seeds for that had been sown in the darkness he emerged from, and now lay dormant. He wandered alone for a while, yet it was not loneliness that nurtured those dark seeds. It must have only been a year before he met the first of his companions; Daniel.

Daniel had been alive for around half as long as Demetriov, but found himself in similar circumstances. Quiet and brooding the two fell into companionship rather than be alone. Daniel in himself is of no real significance in the scheme of things nor is his companion. As the two could barely stand to be around each other Daniel took a woman to be his close companion some years later. He and Alicia were only involved because they were there, but had no real part to play.

Demetriov kept his distance from Daniel by choice, similarly with Alicia when she joined the group. He preferred it this way and he was meagre company when he was willing to bestow time to his companions. He swung violently from periods of rage to deep bouts of depression, sometimes lingering in calm quietness for a while; or so Daniel told me one night when he was being unusually companionable. By his own admission he wrestled with himself but in those years he never sank so deep as he had prior to Avéa's death, but it seemed that with each passing year part of that good, kind man he had been was lost.

And so it was many years later, and in a calm period that I met him. I can't say that I knew what he was when I first saw him, but I can say that hand on my heart I did know he was different. It is hard to say who captivated the other more, but we were instantly intrigued. What that intrigue led to. In hindsight, knowing what I do now, would I do it again, make the same choices? Perhaps not, but then I would never have known my love, known how love can really be.

Enough, we will come to the woman I loved in time. I hesitate to relate the man that I was, rash, rude and arrogant, I fear you will judge me by who I was then. Please believe me that I am much changed and look upon that rash youth with kindness.

Author's notes:

Yes, yes I know it is short, but it is a device to skip what would be a lot of tedious stuff that really isn't necessary. On the plus side though since it is so short I shall be uploading chapter 8 in a few minutes! And then… we meet our narrator for the very first time. Yay!